Young Diluc Novels & Stories

she winked at him. Arth quickly looked at his plate and scratched his head, "Uh... I think I'm good with my sword." So that explains her green eyes. She's truly an elf! he thought while drinking on his glass of water. "And that young man in front of you… is Janshai," Lucas continued. "He's the most talented and skilled assassin among us in this guild." Janshai never paid attention as he kept on eating his raw meat bare handedly. "He's only nineteen years old," Luna whispered on Arth’s ear. "He’s short-tempered so try your best not to talk to him."

He was here to stay, and he wasn’t letting go. Not now. Not ever. Mother Superior leaned forward. “Alright, Mariella. You can do this, okay?” she said. I took a deep breath. “Don't worry. I got you.” Luciano said, his grip on my hand strengthening. Mother Superior looked at me. “Ready?” I nodded. “Now push!” Lightning split the sky outside. And somewhere in the distance… The war for the De Luca empire was still raging. But inside that armored car… A new dynasty was being born.

Dante: “Where did Alessandro run off to?” I asked Nicolas who shrugged as he chose a knife. He smirked and handed it to me, his eyes growing menacingly dark as his wolf grew high with a bloodlust adrenaline boost. “He would be back” Nicolas said, choosing a knife for himself before approaching Leonardo whose eyes widened in surprise when he dug it inside his dick. The man’s eyes widened in surprise, and screaming, we both watched as his blood poured as his wails of pain, squirmed, and thrashes grew relentless.

“Diluc wouldn’t do that. He’s not like you.” Yvette’s laughter was soft and mocking. “Oh, Dearest, you really don’t know him at all, do you? Diluc Neuvillette is a man who always gets what he wants. And if that means arranging a little ‘accident’ to make sure you were in the right position to accept his offer, then so be it,” Yvette drawled, taking a drag from her cigarette.

"I challenge you to a duel." Gasps filled the hall as the young nobles and apprentices heard Yaron Clan's leader challenge someone to a duel. Some wore excited expressions and the others were simply shocked. The elders in particular were speechless. "The lord will duel with Lady Zavebe. Did I hear it right?" the youngest elder blurted out as he looked around with wide eyes. "Yes," Lucian answered. A quiet cheer erupted from the nobles. Lucian was a legend. He was a promising martial artist and elemental user in his teens. He ranked first in his generation during friendly competitions. Later, he was promoted to a clan leader at a very young age and he made history.

She kept going back every time so he could finally open his door to her but that never happened. Liam wanted to fight the wicked man but she was too little back then. He wasn't this ruthless Alpha who most people feared, he was the scared little boy everyone bullied and so he had to hide behind his mother's back when the fight started. He had to crawl under garment when it was cold so the night breeze wouldn't kill him.

he said. "What is this?" I held up the contract, the paper loudly crinkling. "Lucien Knight? Dad, are you insane? You're selling me?" He finally turned around, and the shame on his face stopped the angry words in my throat. Tears were running down his face, mixing with the dirt on his cheeks. He looked so small.

“Good morning our wonderful viewers, today is such a beautiful morning. This is TV X and we have some exclusive news that will excite everyone.” “We know that everyone has been asking themselves about this mysterious young master called Lucien Hart. He is probably the youngest alpha in the history to take over such a huge pack and he is also the youngest CEO of Hart empire and his wealth and power cannot be rivaled.” The TV host stated, and it immediately attracted my attention after hearing Lucien's name. I raised the volume and listened intently.

"Greetings everybody. Today is the day where the duel between the three organizations takes place. We…" Before the Genetic Fighter on the main stage was down talking, Lucas leaped onto the main stage and kicked the Genetic Fighter down the stage. 'What?!!' Everyone in the scene was shocked. Despite cracking their heads thinking about it, they did not expect such a scene to happen. "I'm Lucas York but you guys got to greet me as Lucas the Demon. Who wants to challenge me to a duel?" Lucas looked at the crowd down the stage faintly. The crowd of Genetic Fighters down the main stage were disgruntled. They had met with arrogant people but never had they seen someone as arrogant as Lucas.

What is happening right now? Before I know it, I was standing in front one of the knights for a duel after Carl said so. I know that Lancelot is good at swordsmanship, but I am Sakamaki Yuu, a normal Japanese person who only know how to play basketball and dodgeball before I became disabled, I have NEVER touched a cooking knife much more or less a sword?! I might kill myself rather than the enemy! “Uhm, you are...” “It’s Adam, Master Lancelot.”